Once you have something in your life that makes you crazy happy and comfortable, it’s really hard to let go of the thing, even for a short while.  It’s like your favorite sweats are in the clothes hamper – none of your other clothes come close to a reasonable substitution, and you won’t feel completely content until the sweats are clean, folded and ready to wear.  And when they show up in your drawer, you can’t help but smile and get really, really excited.

I guess I’m going to have to wear blue jeans for awhile, and I’m not very happy about that.  Nothing fits me quite like those sweats.

They’re fucking perfect.

My plate is full.  I need at least 8 more hours in every day, and 2 more days in every week.  My candle is burning at both ends, and the middle is melting into a hot pool of wax.

I wish I could snuggle up in my favorite sweats.

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